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1 The Bittersweet Hatred

Ria Trepe has an aura of elegance around her; a beauty with brains. An instructor in the Garden. What else more could a gal want but ... something is missing ... somewhere ...until one day a mysterious youth steps into her life... and unravels the mystery to the answers she yearned so much...Set in 3000 years after FF VIII.



Chapter 1: Ria's Introduction



As I recalled that dark gloomy night, when my beloved "mother" was passing onto another world. She said words that left an aura of mystery that till this every day, 2 years after her death I could still vividly remember. The bittersweet memory had struck me and left a deep painful scar on my heart and it would never be erased, leaving a crystal-clear impression of that past …

My sick and dying "mother" lay on the soft silken bed and tried to have some friendly small talk with me but the plain truth was that I was far too upset to be cheered up. However towards the end of this, she broke down and began sobbing uncontrollably into my arms and I felt extremely guilty.

" … … Ria … I'm … I'm … Sorry …"

" No! I… I should be the one sorry! I'm Sorry for making you unhappy!"

" … … You don't understand … Have ...have you ever wondered why … why your surname is Trepe instead of … …being the same as mine …"

" … Yes …"

" … Your …real mother left you with me… because of some difficulties…"

" … … You're … YOU'RE NOT MY REAL MOTHER!!!!!!"

" … Indeed …Ria … Quistis … Quistis Trepe is your mother …"

"NO!!!…No!!!!! ... No …I … I don't understand!!!!"

" … Time is running out for me … I…Don't hold it against your …real parents … The time will come whereby you'll understand everything … Then the cycle will be completed … We don't belong here in this time … I'm sure you'll go back there one day … Hopefully this would not come to a bad end … tell your father … his sis is sorry …"

" … I don't understand …you're my aunt? …"

" … You'll understand one day … but the time is not ripe …"

" … … Promise … promise me you'll end this vengeance with peace…"

" I … I … ye… Yeah … Sure …"

" … …Thank …thank you…"

Those were her last words … Her name was Ellone …

Since her death, nothing in life mattered more to me other than my job and … of course the mysterious last words of hers that made me feel so … sad. Loneliness filled my heart everyday, with no one to care for me. Hearing the wondrous chatter of the students as they filled out of the classroom … reminded me of how much alone, I was. The only thing that made my lonely life fulfilling was trying to figure out the mystery … however even though I've said so much nothing was being done.



I crave that feeling, that devotion and that love I was deprived of … and the more I thought about it, the more I realized the emotion of love was strong in my heart. Pining for the one it belonged to, wanting to be expressed to the one my heart had yearned for. Yet even though, I've been on a couple of dates but I've never really been on a serious relationship.

What was love to me? Pain and sorrow, I guess? A mother's love, a guy's affection, sibling love. I have never really felt the true meaning and feeling of love. Even though I called Ellone, mother, she never did treated me as of hers. I guess I know why now… Guys … They were everywhere but I was cheated once, twice and that's enough! I … I don't have any siblings…nor father nor mother … I was all alone … …

GFs erase your memory …but why wouldn't they remove this painful burden of knowing there was no one there for me? … Girls my age simply refused to gossip or talk to me … they thought I was superior to them…because I'm an instructor? But I'm just like them!!! Why can't they understand?

This feeling would fade slowly and suddenly it would appear again in a flash… Painfully I realized with a start, the only way to rid these feelings was to discover the truth behind Ellone's words and find out who was the one I was pinning for throughout these adolescent years …three words that mean more then life itself…I love you, and the unknown face behind these words … …